Chapter 393: Carrying Ore

"A bunch of trash! What are they doing for food! After half a month of negotiation, you're going to give me this result now?"

Since half an hour ago, the roaring in the Philippine President's Office has not stopped.

Aquino threw a stack of documents on the face of the Minister of Foreign Affairs angrily, his chest heaving continuously.

The equipment of the Philippine Navy basically relies on imports, and the only two "Hamilton" class patrol ships are also rags picked up from the United States. It is also quite interesting to say that every time the military is purchased, the Philippine Defense Secretary shyly asks the United States to keep the weapons and equipment on the warships, but they are rejected without exception. For the sake of being ruthless, he still kneels and licks. It's hard for people to disrespect him as a good dog.

Now the Australian side has finally let go, and even said that it will make certain reservations about weapons and equipment. As a result, the warships that are almost in hand just fly away? He, Aquino, is also counting on this ship to increase his bargaining chips in the South China Sea negotiations!

The Minister of Foreign Affairs was also very wronged. The President of Australia has clearly nodded his head, but when he was preparing to discuss the details of the agreement early this morning, the other party went back on his word and made things difficult on several key issues.

The other party suddenly changed their minds overnight, which caught the Philippine delegation going to negotiate by surprise.

The chief of staff glanced at the aggrieved Ministry of Foreign Affairs and took a deep breath.

"Mr. President, we should call the White House now—"

The door was pushed open suddenly, and a congressman walked in hastily.

"Typhoon 'Squid' passed through the waters near the city of Aulas. Many buildings, including a hospital, suddenly collapsed when the typhoon passed. 31 casualties have been confirmed so far..."

"u-k!" Aquino roared angrily, and walked quickly to the door.

A series of troubles followed. Having just been accused by the media of diplomatic incompetence, he doesn't want to be labeled as unfavorable for disaster relief.

"White House—"

"Let the foreign minister talk, I must appear in the disaster area within five hours..."

 …

The passage of a typhoon seems like a disaster, but now the rain has passed and the sky is clear.

The heavy rain washed away the dust, and there was a refreshing freshness in the air. The dewdrops on the palm leaves outside the window shone brightly, reflecting the fish-belly white rising in the east.

early morning,

Jiang Chen sat at the dining table and watched the morning news. According to meteorological personnel reports, the typhoon named "Squid" is moving along the western part of the Pacific Rim volcanic belt. It brushed past the eastern part of the Philippines and swept towards the coast of South China.

After placing fried eggs, toast and coffee on the dining table in front of Jiang Chen, Aisha leaned over and kissed him on the cheek, then sat beside him.

She smiled at Aisha's tenderness. Jiang Chen continued to look at the TV screen. When he saw the list of several disaster-stricken cities sliding under the TV, he couldn't help but frown.

As if reading Jiang Chen's mind, Aisha asked softly, "Is it alright that Xia Shiyu is at Xiangjiang?"

"I'll give her a call later."

Aisha nodded. Picking up the fork, he concentrated on his breakfast.

It was almost mid-June, and as early as the beginning of the month, bp Group had shipped 100,000 tons of iron ore and 200,000 tons of aluminum ore to the deep-water port of Koro Island in accordance with the ore transaction agreement signed with Jiang Chen.

This batch of ore will be used to support the industry on the wasteland side, so it is better to transport it there earlier. After breakfast, Aisha drove Jiang Chen to the deep water port at the southern tip of Koro Island.

Typically, imported goods such as iron ore are packed in small 20-foot containers. Since it cannot be filled, a box can only hold about 20 tons of ore. Originally, Jiang Chen had no specific concept of the 300,000 tons of ore, but he was taken aback when he saw it at the port.

More than 10,000 containers have almost filled up the narrow port. The originally idle port administrator also had to work overtime to stay here because of this batch of goods. So, when they saw Jiang Chen at this moment, they naturally had no good looks.

However, Jiang Chen didn't talk to them too much. He called Zhang Yaping directly and asked him to contact the person in charge of the port to give all the staff a vacation. After confirming that they were all gone, Jiang Chen ordered Aisha to stand guard at the entrance of the deep water port, and then began the long journey.

In order to prevent "explosion", Jiang Chen had to go back and inform Sun Jiao first, and then drove with her to the steel factory in Shenxiang Town. After dismissing the people from the steel factory, the teleportation point was directly placed in the open space in the backyard of the steel factory to store raw materials.

Has been tossing until noon. Jiang Chen finally finished "sweeping goods".

"I'm really exhausted..."

Clapping his hands, Jiang Chen walked out of the already spacious port.

He has secretly made up his mind that he must set up a steel factory on Anga Island, at least rough processing of raw materials here. Or simply move the steel production process from the last days to modern times, the efficiency of directly transporting iron ore is too low.

Also, at that time, a larger warehouse must be built at the fishbone base, dedicated to the transfer of large quantities of resources.

Sitting in the car, Aisha turned her head and asked.

"Where are you going next?"

"Go to the passenger terminal. I have to go to Anjia Island later." Jiang Chen said. He took out his cell phone.

Aisha nodded and started the car.

 …

Xiangjiang.

Due to the orange warning of the rainstorm, the future technology company is on holiday today, and Xia Shiyu also stayed in the apartment and did not go out. Looking at the big raindrops outside the window, she turned her eyes to the TV again.

"...The one behind me is a public hospital in Aulas City, Philippines. From the outside, it can be clearly seen that the neighborhood is a mess. At present, the Philippine side has dispatched military police to carry out investigations on the victims of the disaster in the area. Rescue..." In the picture, the reporter wearing a raincoat looked very embarrassed.

Philippines? It should be very close to the Pannu Islands.

Xia Shiyu's geographical knowledge is not good, but she only vaguely remembers the approximate location of Panu Islands.

Didn't know he was now...huh? Why should I think of him.

Xia Shiyu covered her hot face with her hands, and at the same time grabbed the remote control on the coffee table and changed the channel.

She doesn't really like watching the news.

As far as she can remember, she seems to follow the news only twice. One was when Jiang Chen went to Iraq, and the other is now.

At this moment, the phone rang suddenly.

Xia Shiyu got up and walked to the bedroom, picked up the mobile phone that was charging on the bedside table. When she saw the caller's name, her heart beat twice faster for no reason. It was such a coincidence that she was just about to call to confirm his safety, but she did not expect that he did call first.

"Hello?"

"How are you doing over there?"

Hearing Jiang Chen's concerned voice, Xia Shiyu's heart couldn't help but warm.

"It's raining heavily, where are you?"

"It's been raining for the past few days, but it cleared up in the morning. Now the typhoon is heading to your side, pay more attention to safety and minimize travel. Well, you didn't go to work today, did you?" Jiang Chen reminded.

"No."

"That's good." Jiang Chen smiled.

Whatever it is called is good, how can a boss encourage employees to take a vacation... Xia Shiyu whispered in her heart.

"By the way, after you're done with the things at hand, you should take some time to come to Xinguo."

"Come to Xinguo? Let me ask first, what kind of strange project is it?" Xia Shiyu sighed.

"It's not so strange, it's better to say it's shocking."

Xia Shiyu froze for a moment, and said in doubt.

"Shocking? What the hell is it?"

"Have you heard of virtual reality online games?" Jiang Chen said with a smile. (To be continued.) () "I Have a Suite in the End Times" only represents the opinion of the author Chenxing LL. If you find that its content violates national laws and conflicts, please delete it. The position is only committed to providing healthy and green Read the platform. 【】,thank you all!